And how!!! I remember when the cartilage separating my nostals melted after a night on the twon with Darryl Strawberry. I thought it was the coolist thing in the wold. Those were the innocent days before steriods in baseball.
Ah, tweaking. (sniff, sniffle, wipe nose) Nothin' like doing it for 8 hours nonstop and his dick doesn't even have to be hard, you are spending half the time yakking up a storm and fucking on the brain currents instead of even bothering with the body. Though truthfully, the only reason to do it is there's no more LSD anywhere. Would much, much rather do that: same 8 hour sexathon but in technicolour with cartoon accompaniment.
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And how!!! I remember when the cartilage separating my nostals melted after a night on the twon with Darryl Strawberry. I thought it was the coolist thing in the wold. Those were the innocent days before steriods in baseball.
Ah, tweaking. (sniff, sniffle, wipe nose) Nothin' like doing it for 8 hours nonstop and his dick doesn't even have to be hard, you are spending half the time yakking up a storm and fucking on the brain currents instead of even bothering with the body. Though truthfully, the only reason to do it is there's no more LSD anywhere. Would much, much rather do that: same 8 hour sexathon but in technicolour with cartoon accompaniment.
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Drugs are great, mmmmkay?
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